Five places I expect to find John's contacts

John has never actually thrown away his monthly disposable contacts.  He finds it hilarious to stick them somewhere for me to find.  At which time I have to scrape the little dried up lens off of whatever surface he chose to stick it.  This little game amuses him to no end, so I continue to play along, every month, finding a crusty blue contact lens on my bathroom mirror, on a light switch, in the refrigerator... a few months ago I found one on my foot. Did I just step on one or did he stick it there without my noticing?  Who knows.  So this week's five is a list of places I expect to find those little buggers one day:

1. On my car's windshield



2. On the keys of my piano



3. On the plastic eyes of Alex's teddy bear



4. Frozen in an ice cube, quite possibly melting in a glass of water I happen to be drinking



5. On his nipples like mini-pasties